What a Saturday. Not so good for me really but at least some of my friends had fun.
Let's start by the beginning.
Early morning I decide to say hello to Andre, the dutch guy I met almost a year ago in Amsterdam. I have him on skype and he was connected so why not some small talk? Well, it all goes fine, hello, how are you? what's new in your life?; I bought a new motorcycle, I don't have much free time anymore and by the way I now have a boyfriend. Snap! I did not expect that; luckily I didn't tell him I haven't had any sex since the year started and that I wanted to have some fun with him. Nevertheless, it got a little bit awkward and after a while we said goodbye.
After this, the afternoon went fine. I had plans for the evening with David and some girlfriends. It all went great. We went to Boy's Boudoir again and the music was good and there were some hot blokes.
So, we meet with some of David's friends and there's one with whom I usually talk more and we're even facebook friends. Well, we start dancing together, for moments more rubbing each other than dancing actually. It continues that way until he starts touching my dick and kissing my neck. I did not complain at all, it was enjoyable. The problem came when I turned back to be face to face with him and kiss properly. In that moment he tells me: "You know, I have a boyfriend, we've been together for 5 years, it's him actually." And he points to another guy who'd been dancing with us all along. I was so embarrassed, Gosh! Because I knew the other guy and had no idea they were together. It was so awkward that I had to grab David and start dirty-dancing with him and the couple in order not to look as the slut who wants to sleep with your boyfriend.
After that, they left and it was only David and I and some girlfriends. I spot a hot guy with some tattoos, try to make eye contact but nothing, he went straight to David; and of course they hook up quite instantly. And those two off to this guy's place. I must confess that seeing them kiss hurt a little but I'm still trying to figure out if it was because I have some feelings towards David or because it was him once again who was successful hooking up and not me or because he got the guy I would have liked to fuck; I don't know, or maybe all 3 together, who knows?
I may find out eventually. Good thing is that I went to David's on Sunday - our weekly movie date - and when I asked him about his night it really didn't bother me to hear it had been good and that he would have no problems seeing this guy again. What bothered me was something else but I cannot share that here, at least not now. Oh, I should also add that we had some nice moments while talking, some hugs and the usual thanks for being here. I'm so lucky to have him as a friend, seriously.
That was pretty much my weekend. Refusals, awkwardness, some jealousy and some tender moments on Sunday. I guess a good equilibrium in the end actually.
À la prochaine.
